Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Om Nom Nom: A Rally of Love

Disclaimer: This is not a poem. Gasp, I know.

Yesterday, July 28, I had the amazing opportunity to attend a march and rally for LGBT marriage equality in Madison, Wisconsin. This event had a different feel to it than the other two marches and several other demonstrations that I’ve taken part in. The other gatherings were more of a shout out to the entire nation. They were a group of second-class citizens professing their longing to be treated as everyone else; yesterday did not seem to be the same case. Four hundred and sixty-six equal marriage supporters assembled in Madison, rallying at Library Mall, marching down State Street and gathering by the Capitol. These passionate members of society came face-to-face with the National Organization for Marriage (NOM)’s “Summer for Marriage Tour 2010: One Man, One Woman.”

The Summer for Marriage Tour plans to stop in 23 cities in 19 states total and has left quite a bit in their wake so far. In Indianapolis, a NOM supporter held a sign stating “The Solution To Gay Marriage,” depicting two nooses (shown to the right). There is also a video floating around the Internet of an equal rights supporter stating that one of NOM’s supporters had given her a fist to the stomach and then simply kept walking. Through the cities that NOM has already traveled, the supporters for NOM continue to twist the words and actions of the same-sex marriage supporters. They have stated that same-sex marriage supporters were attempting to intimidate them by “shaking bottles filled with rocks” and by carrying many rainbow balloons and umbrellas. Also, supporters have been known to bring “vicious dogs” to the rallies (I think they were even on leashes).

Same-sex marriage supporters outnumbered NOM by more than 8 to 1 and were full of energy and passion. This rally seemed different from others to me because the group we were responding to seemed so much more tangible. I would have to say this aspect only heightened the energy of the marchers. Supporters marched with several different signs stating “Fix Marriage, Not Gays,” “My Love is Genderless,” “Gay, Straight, Black, White -- Marriage is a Civil Right,” and “Straight, Not Narrow” among many other slogans. Many signs were hand made, including my “Let Me Have a Family” one, while other supporters carried paper hearts, rainbow flags and a booming voice.

While there were a few things I think our group could have done differently, I would have to say our high attendance, great rally speakers and massive energy should be considered a success with the small amount of planning that had been put behind it. Plus, we had the Raging Grannies!

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Double Dare

You think you’re some sweet shit
Top of the heap, head of the game
I’ve got news for you -- I don’t know if you’ve heard:

I’m done believing your lies
You’ve outworn your welcome
Beyond a kind “hello”

Forgive me for being so
Blunt
Hostile
Bitter
But you’ve more than deserved it
You think you’ve done nothing wrong
You think you are who everyone is after

You’ve made too many mistakes for that now
I dare you to tell the truth
I fucking dare you

The truth comes too hard for you
Through clenched teeth
Poison ‘cross your tongue
Lies floating in your breath
I fucking dare you

You’ve burned every bridge now
We’ve seen them crumble to the water
Settling to ash on the raging river’s bed
Miles ‘round the bend
This is how you’ve made more enemies than friend

Make it my fault one more time
Make it her fault as well
It may be a two-way street
But we’ve all come to a dead end

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Fruitless Efforts

To whom this may concern

If you can find the time, the mind
The heart to read any further
I’ve been hurting
Just a little bit
Probably nothing to worry about
But I thought you should know
I’m not feeling appreciated
I’m wasted, worn out, tossed to the side
I’ve been striving, driving, dying to let you know
This really does mean something to me
This is really, legitimately who I am
I’m not going to stand to the side
Pretend like it doesn’t matter
Pretend like life is fair

If you can find the time, the mind
The heart to help me out
I would be grateful
I would feel like I matter in your busy life
I’m not the star athlete, the brains or the brawn
I’m not the hometown hero, the straight A’s or the toughest
I’m not the champion, but I try
Wasn’t it you that taught me that?
To give it my all
Wasn’t that the definition of success? To try?
You’ve taught me so many things
But maybe I got this one wrong

If you can find the time, the mind
The heart to see what I’m doing
Measure success in ways you haven’t before
Grasp, comprehend, seize the idea that this is success
It’s not bubble-wrapped, handled with care, tied with a pretty bow
It’s brutal, intense and at times scary
The outcome never known, a fight, a chance
A fighting chance
That’s all I’m asking for
A fighting chance to succeed in your eyes

If you can find the time, the mind
The heart to understand
While I’m on the streets, at the capitol, yelling my cause
You are at home
Wining, dining, enjoying your rights
Could you imagine
A day, an hour, a minute
Without that ring on your finger
Without the feeling of acceptance
Without the idea of your family being safe
Could you imagine?
Could you put your feet into my shoes?
My marginalized shoes,
Worn from the marches, the stands, the running from myself
Would you even make the attempt?

Would you find the time?
Would you have the mind?
Would you have the heart to understand?

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Anti-Placid

Demon
With your sunken, swallowed eyes
Eat it up, eat it up
Take me in
Watch me watch
As I fail, stumble, fall
Lick those sallow lips
Cracked with distaste

Angel
With your delineate, defined contour
Flaunt it all, flaunt it all
Take me in
Watch me watch
As I succeed, flourish, thrive
Eyed from head to feet
Jealousy washes over them

Feed this fantasy
Fuck what they say
This is for me, this is me
Skeletal fingers press onward
Searching for so much more
Losing feeling
As they dissipate, disappear, disarm
Leaving me in limbo